As the saying goes, the more powerful the priests who stay on the stage, the stronger they will be. All of them will cheer up and gather their spirits to look up to the stage.
When I saw mu Hanyan and Kong Renhe go to the competition platform at the same time, there was a cry of surprise under the platform again.
"Mr. Kong, the opponent of the festival is Mr. Kong!" Unlike Kong Ren and himself, who knew the result of the draw, others knew it at that time.
Kong Renhe, as a praying priest, was only inferior to Guan Xiujin, the left priest Jiang Ruchu, and the right priest Zhao Xinghong. When Zhao Xinghong died, he was one of the top three high priests in the temple of life. Although the status is not completely equal to the strength, it will not be too bad. Originally, I thought mu Hanyan would meet him in the last battle, but I didn't expect to meet him two times ahead of time. This is not a good thing for her.
"It's said that Master Kong had a tie with master Mu when he was in Qianlong valley. I'm sure he won't stay in this battle. I'm afraid master Mu is dangerous." Someone worried about Mu Hanyan.
"It's very likely that the right priesthood's position depends on the result of this contest." Some people are looking forward to it.
No one noticed that on the high platform, Guan Xiujin's mouth showed a sneer of sarcasm.
"Mu Hanyan, do you remember Qianlong Valley?" As soon as he came on stage, Kong Renhe cheered harshly to Mu Hanyan.
"I remember. Why did Master Kong forget? Do you want me to remind you? In fact, you can't blame me at the beginning. I told you that it was my body protection magic weapon. You have to believe it and hit the stone again and again. Can you blame me? By the way, how is Master Kong's injury? I have some pills left here. Why don't you go down and treat the injury first and then come up. " Mu Hanyan said with concern.
It's said that don't scold, don't hurt your face. She didn't want to talk about Qianlong valley. After all, other people are so old. If you can save some face for him, you can save some face. But he has to say it, and miss mu can only cooperate with you.
"Mu Hanyan, don't be arrogant. The reason why I fell into your conspiracy in Qianlong Valley at the beginning was that I was a clergyman and couldn't directly attack you. Today, I'll have a fair fight. Do you think you still have such good luck? " Kong Renhe roared.
In today's battle, he not only wants to defeat mu Hanyan and win the right priesthood in advance, but also forces mu Hanyan to hand over the colorful soul beads and the ancestral artifact stolen from the Liu family. What's more, he has to be ashamed of Qianlong valley. So he doesn't hide it and takes the initiative to tell the story of Qianlong valley.
"Lord Kong, do you really think it's just my luck?" Mu Hanyan's contemptuous smile.
Having seen the battle between himself and Gao Weilong, the old man should know his own strength. He thought he was lucky. Is it because he was worried about the colorful soul pearl recently that he was so anxious?
"Ha ha, are you lucky? You will know soon." Kong Renhe smiles coldly and draws out Chengfeng sword.
"Hum..." The sound of the sword is clear, and the wind and cloud between the heaven and the earth are surging. The power of the wind system and the law, as if it had substance, condensed on the competition platform, and covered Kong Ren and mu Hanyan with death.
An invisible pressure, also toward mu Hanyan oppression, mu Hanyan only feel breathing sluggish, chest as if a piece of rock. On the other hand, Kong Renhe was not affected at all, and his breath was still stable and his manner was natural.
Not only in the cold smoke, but also in the crowd under the grandstand, they have difficulty breathing under the pressure, and their heart seems to be pressing a huge stone.
"Chengfeng sword, the ancestral Chengfeng sword of the Confucius family!" A priest struggled against the pressure and breathed out.
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